Real Poems

Words really matter. Blavatsky said 'the universe is never again the same for every word spoken!'. Reading and writing poems and poetry helps me concentrate on words, thoughts, feelings. My first son, Andrew, has Down's Syndrome and he allows me to see the world differently and that's a great source of inspiration - as are my sons Angus, Adam and wife Amelie...........words, poems, feelings ...........Love - of course!!!

Saturday, 29 June 2013

Poise

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Hey feet! Two pins!! What tricks? Bedrock the fact your strong aplomb toddles me on so long.
Wednesday, 26 June 2013

Over nine months

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from nowhere and nothing, with my tiny hand I twisted a dial briskly and it clicked, stopped, turned around and, imperceptibly,...
Saturday, 22 June 2013

Google

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Lit from behind, the keys on my MacBook spark a room: simple enough for shadow in wee black hours – a winter morning. But w...
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Tuesday, 11 June 2013

Love Sonnet

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We journey on as special way, we got to somewhere, not the end, there’s still a lot to do and say as lover and as friend. F...
Monday, 3 June 2013

On the Afghan trail,

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red ants and black ants face off and then shy away; busy-ness as usual.
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Thursday, 30 May 2013

Show

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Eight minutes left and the oboe aums behind conversation, anticipate flutes and piccolos tinkle, laugh as the head of a cello d...
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Saturday, 25 May 2013

Speaking in Tongues

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Can I forgive the youth in the park who plucks out a rose for the laugh? Well I never! Can I forgive the mother who shouts at...
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